Monday Jo-Anna spends an hour with her magazine The day is kinda grey and so lazy She goes ah… And hey boy Jo-Anna’s in the mirror in her dressing gown Talking to a friend who lives uptown She goes ah…
My love… and beyond Oh, I wish she was my love My love… and beyond beyond
Jo-Anna says I’m not the only one Jo-Anna says I’ll never be the one But when she smiles there’s something in her eyes That tells me I’m not like the other guys Jo-Anna says – I have to give her time Jo-Anna says – if she’s gonna make up her mind Jo-Anna says – I have to wait in the line Or come back tomorrow
Monday Sitting in a window in a cheap hotel Lighting up the room with a candle I go ah… And hey boy She says that I’m a mess any given day Then laughs as she leaves for a party I go ah…
My love… and beyond Oh, I wish it was my love My love… and beyond beyond
Jo-Anna says I’m not the only one Jo-Anna says I’ll never be the one But when she smiles there’s something in her eyes That tells me I’m not like the other guys Jo-Anna says – I have to give her time Jo-Anna says – if she’s gonna make up her mind Jo-Anna says – I have to stand in the line Or come back tomorrow